Late night.
I am hopeless.
The lights are moving softly to the sound.
I am surrounded by Your soft glow.
Trying to make a case for Us being together.
It was positive leaving my self in the open like that.
Welcome to my daydream and fantasy.
As I make You wait and waste away.
My leg is wrapped up tightly in a brace.
I am quaking from this abandoning silence.
No one can save me from something that I won't admit to.
Tomorrow I am sure will just go on pleasantly and unaware.
Cobwebs sticking to my sweaty face and what not.
Breathing in dust makes my chest ache, I am on the brink of another heart attack.
I was just a little boy when I had my first one, by the field blazing sun burning down.
All was lost in that moment and nothing made sense.
It was by the hill that used to be a corpse of a horse.
There was also a giant that fell asleep in one of these fields.
I wish my great grandma was still alive, even more so grandma.
She would be so proud , she would hold YOU close and tell YOU stories.
Dru
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